My Sam has made the Principal’s Wall of Fame at his school. That means he has “met the 90% average in reading and math.” But what it really means is that he gets his picture posted on the wall outside the principal’s office and he gets to go to a pizza party. Which was today.
But first, the photo:
I know he’s my son and all, but is that the silliest picture of a human being you’ve ever seen? Although come to think of it, his expression is probably the same one I exhibit on certain occasions.
I was glad that I wasn’t the only nerdlinger parent there taking pictures of a picture. One family of super nerds took video of the picture. (Dammit! I forgot my video camera!)
Before the pizza party, there is a little ceremony where each child’s name is called and they get to walk up and shake the principal’s hand and get a certificate and a medal. We apparently have a Super Principal. Here are two reasons why I think so:
1) Until this year, she paid for the Wall of Fame out of her own pocket every month. And at the end of the year she bought a $100 savings bond for one child from each grade who had been on the Wall of Fame every month.
2) And maybe more impressively, she has the power to silence a room of 1st-5th graders with two fingers. She made the gesture in the picture to the left without saying a word. In case you can’t tell, she is lifting two fingers of one hand over her head.
When she does that, the entire room goes silent in about 7 seconds. And all the kids make the same gesture. Sort of eerie, but impressive nonetheless.
I get the impression that she doesn’t take a lot of shit from the students.
Each family brought a pizza for the attendees to eat, and the school provided pizza for the kids. After the ceremony, everyone ate pizza and the PTA served us…um…I think—I think it was…lemonade? It was so bad that the five-year-old I was babysitting and had dragged along wouldn’t drink it. It’s gotta be pretty bad for a little kid to refuse juice.
Me? I was holding my juice and the 5-year-old’s juice in the same hand and tried to drink out of one, forgetting that I was holding the other. Yep. Juice cascaded down my shirt, bounced off a chair, and covered the floor. I’m awesome. I bet if you were my child, that you would really want me to come to your school and embarrass you in front of your friends and their parents.
When we got home, I took a photo of Sam with his award. This is the pose he wanted to use:
And although I see how it would be easy to let it happen, please shoot me if you ever see me with a “My Kid is on the Honor Roll at…” bumper sticker on my car.